Nightfall

Gu Xiaoqian was dumbfounded and looked at him and said, "Fourth man, you are not kind, how can you raise the price so much?"

Four Qi Qi shouted: "Good kindness your mother! You hit my brother's industrial ideas, I also kindly show you!"

Gu Xiaoqian's face was red with scolding, biting his teeth at Ning Que and said, "A price! Five hundred and two silvers! To tell you the truth, I'm smashing the hired silver from the first two shops. , No matter how high I can't get it out. "

Father Qi sneered at him, sneered and said: "Look at you as a little boy, Song Tietou teaches the little boy like this? It's not a big deal, let the Lord tell you how the price is set."

He turned to Ning Que and said proudly: "This little boss, as long as you are willing to continue to open the shop on this street, then as long as my fourth grandfather lives for a day, no one will take your rent ..."

The last gold word had not been spoken. Ning Que waved his hand and stopped, gently asking with a smile: "Four lords, did you say that one year's rent is free?"

Four Qi Qi was startled, and answered, "Yes."

"That's it." Ning Que turned to Gu Xiaoqiang and the gang of sturdy men, and said gently: "It's really embarrassing. I'm going to continue doing this shop. Please come back."

Hearing this sentence, the crowd around Lao Bi Zhai suddenly froze, and the reason why they were stunned was not because of Ning Que ’s choice, but because he knew that Qi Siye would immediately make a sky-high price. The shop gave it to him in vain, but he agreed to the condition in front of him before the other party spoke out.

Qi Siye froze for a long time, the expression on his face gradually became dignified and solemn, and he bowed his hand seriously, and the voice clanged powerfully, saying: "Boss, you are young, but you are doing things with a sense of justice. If anything, just report my name, let alone say, this piece of Dongcheng will follow you! "

Gu Xiaoqiong was also stunned for a long time, with a dull gaze between Ning Que and Qi Siye, thinking about the swearing of his brother Song Tietou before he left, thinking about the slap that his brother left on his face. , Thinking of the deadline for the elder brother's backing, he could not help turning his head subconsciously, looking at the two government offices under the tree.

Today, the gangs of Lane 47 are gathered. Although Wendou has never developed into a fighting, the two Chang'an government offices under the tree are still indifferent, and obviously have been blamed, until they received Gu Xiaoqiang's pitiful glance for help. Then, the two government officials began to cough twice, holding the sword around their waists and walking towards Lao Bi Zhai.

Father Qi looked at the two bureaucrats and didn't know what grief he had thought of. The emotion in his eyes suddenly became extremely cold and angry. He said to Ning Quehan: "Little boss, did I say that Dongcheng wandered with you before?"

I don't know why, Ning Que actually chose to talk at this time and smiled and answered. Qi Siye sneered and said, "Then I will show you first today why I dare to boast this Haikou."

"What are you doing here? Want to make trouble?" Yayue walked in front of the crowd and scolded sharply.

"Yeah." Qi Siye responded softly, and then took a move, said: "I will make trouble, and I also want to make it big, brothers, go up and greet these two official brothers."

As soon as the words fell, the group of men in blue shirts, blue pants, and green boots cobbled up, and did not know who handed the first punch. After a while, the fists and feet hit the two Changan government officials like wind and rain. The two bureaucrats were still screaming and scolding. After showing their identity, they wanted to draw a knife, but they were kicked. After a while, they were beaten and their heads were broken, and their heads rolled on the ground. Where did they scold? There was only a moan of pain, and even the two waist knives representing their identity didn't know who was thrown out of the crowd.

Ning Que only thought that Chang'an Cheng's work was orderly and magnanimous. Looking at the two official knives thrown out of the crowd at this moment, he realized that Chang'an Cheng's ruthlessness was really cruel.

He looked at the scuffle outside the shop mouth with surprise, looked at the two **** bureaucrats, shocked and speechless, Gu Xiaoqiong, who was not far away, was fooling with those Nancheng, his expression was even more Extremely wonderful.

Since they were involved in Lin 47 Lane, they haven't really faced up with the owner's forces. Only then did they know that the other party was so arrogant!

"Okay, don't fight." Qi Siye, who had been holding his arms and watching with cold eyes, spoke, the Tsing Yi men spread out, he walked to the two bureaucrats, and said coldly: "Dare to yell my brother, don't blame me You ’re welcome. "

The slightly younger servant stared at his face fiercely and said, "Dare to beat the officer, you should wait to be beheaded. Would you like to hack me directly at this time, maybe it's a good deal."

Ning Que secretly sighed with emotion. Sure enough, the people of Chang'an are aspiring, even if they are a little bureaucracy, in this case they still seem so tough.

Qi Siye squatted down and patted his face contemptuously: "Do n’t scare me with these words, everyone is a dog raised by adults, you two dogs just wear one more coat than me, of course, Your clothes are very expensive, and you would n’t dare to kill you just like that, but you said dogs bite dogs on the street, would the adults care? "

After finishing this sentence, Qi Siye turned to Ning Que for a ceremony, and led his men to leave arrogantly and arrogantly. Gu Xiaoqiang and other Nancheng gangsters gathered together to discuss for a while, and also stepped forward to support two heads to break the blood Liu Yazhi left, no one looked at Ning Que's master and servant at a glance, because everyone knew that Qi Siye had already spoken, so before suppressing the other's momentum or killing the other, they threatened Ning Que except to make his home look down. Being stingy means nothing.

The dispute at Lin 47 has ended in this way, and there is no follow-up. As Qi Siye said, this kind of dog biting the dog, the owners behind the two parties have no interest in interfering, but there are still some things that I do n’t want to understand.

——Although the government officials are small people, the official knives they wear in their official uniforms represent the face of the court, and the dignity of the empire, even if the host family behind Qi Siye is the middle-aged man who entered the shop that day to hide from the rain. No matter how deep the background is, when the street beats the officer, he is still too arrogant to find death, not to mention that the Qi Siye did not clean up those Nancheng bastards, but he unreasonably started to work on the bureaucracy in Chang’an. Makes no sense.

Unless the two sides have just forged a deep hatred.

Thinking of his guess and thinking of that matter, he frowned slightly, and then reopened it. The purpose of today is to go to the red sleeves to show his face, while shopping to dissipate the pleasure of the first step of revenge, those troublesome, But the new hatred that must be resolved in the future, stay here today and think about it.

There is a very long distance from Lin 47 Lane to the Red Sleeve. On weekdays, Li Ningqian usually rides the city carriage once on the Wenwen Line. Today, with Sang Sang as a companion, I am not afraid of boredom on the road, so I naturally chose to walk. The two did not take the previous confrontation to heart. Ning Que was accustomed to **** and dangerous scenes, but Sang Sang had no capacity to put anything else in her mind except for certain important things. Not bad.

They went to Shenghuafang and Tongda Street, went to the bookstore, bought cheap lotus leaf rice, crossed Zhuque Street at the fastest speed, and found a lively place. Dozens of people in Chang'an were led by an old man wearing a robe, and bowed at an altar somewhere. Ning Que asked the people who were watching the crowd together to find out that it was a praying ceremony at a Taoist temple at the south gate of Haotian Road, hoping to move the spring rain of Chang'an City to the arid north.

I saw the Taoist silver-haired long beard beside the altar, the robe fluttered against the wind, it looked really like a fairy, a wooden sword buzzed in the air in the hand, several pieces of rune paper kept shaking at the point of the sword front, and the vermilion writing appeared. After a while, only a sniff was heard, and the wooden sword rose through the air and inserted into the yellow sand of the altar in front of it, and the pieces of rune paper no longer knew when to burn with the wind, and turned into pieces of ashes scattered on the surface of the yellow sand .

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